4.3

For the most part I trust Kade. Sometimes he lies to me on purpose just to see if he can get a reaction. But I can normally spot those harmless lies after a few questions. Plus, these kinds of jokes provide him with great humor. And I'm okay with a little fun at my expense. So on most things, he's generally above board. The one thing, however, that I don't trust Kade about is his estimate of time. I know that evening events like $1 beer night at the ballpark and spur of the moment weekend events like 3 hour trips to Home Depot sometimes throw time estimates out the window. Normally, when he gives me a time estimate, I multiply by 4.3, to give me a more approximate number. This serves two purposes. One, it helps me get a more accurate time frame of completion. Second, it helps me not be frustrated when things aren't completed in his original time frame.
For instance, Kade told me earlier last week that he was going to sand and paint the master bathroom this past weekend. Using my 4.3 mulitiplier in days, I was pleased to know that I would have a painted bathroom by this coming Thursday (like in 3 days). Boy was I shocked when he proved me wrong and sanded and painted the bathroom this weekend!! Between me and you, I am POSITIVE he decided to go ahead and paint it just to throw a curve in my 4.3 calculation data.

On a more boring note than the 4.3 multiplier, I originally wanted a light cream for the bathroom walls. Kade wasn't so sure. He said he wanted a little darker hue than my boring selection. In the spirit of compromise, we actually made Robert (our Home Depot paint man) proud when we got the paint this last time. We chose one, agreed, matched it to the tile, and asked him to mix it. In some ways, Robert probably has his own 4.3 muliplier for us. We told him back in February we were coming back soon for bathroom paint. But haha!! Our last paint visit certainly threw a curve into Robert's 4.3 calculation data.

Bathroom walls in "Macchiato"

Harley, holding the ladder steady for Kade

A wall & tile close-up

Harley's window perch

p.s. In case you were curious, I did not sit around all weekend with my feet up with an umbrella drink in my hand. I was outside stripping. The.Front.Door.folks! Warning: getting stripper on your bare skin burns. A Lot! Let this be a lesson to you.